...right outta my hair. (Remember that commercial?)
I have this bad habit of speaking my mind. Yesterday I was talking with a resident's family about a couple of co-workers who had recently dyed their hair... um... unusual colors.
"If I was meant to have hair of a different color, god would have given it to me," I said.
Yeah. In the room with two ladies who dye their hair.
I wonder if I ever will learn to think before I say stupid stuff.
Speaking of gray hair... the other night I was washing my face when I saw a white hair sticking straight up from the top of my head. It was about a half inch long. I have three dogs, so I thought maybe one of their hairs had gotten stuck in mine.
Nope. It was firmly attached to my head. And it had a partner about two inches away from it, also standing up on end. I had to laugh, because they looked like tiny horns growing from my scalp.